Chapter 1609 (2/2)

In awe of the younger generation, they will bow their hands and salute the five finger mountain. The one under the mountain is an amazing elder.

Even after a hundred years, many talented people appeared in xuanhuang, but no one broke his record.

At the bottom of Wuzhi Mountain, there is no day and sun, and it is cold and desolate.

The old altars were covered with dust and the chains rusted.

Zhou Tian was merciless and turned his cultivation into human yuan realm.

Years, like a knife, carve his body into pieces.

Thick dust, layer by layer, seemed to bury him. At the bottom of the dark mountain was his tomb.

It's night again, starry sky, broken stars such as dust.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth floating snow, snow flying, to the silent night, added a white coat.

Snow covered Wuzhishan, and occasionally one or two drifted to the bottom of the mountain and fell on him.

The next moment, I heard the sound of the iron chain.

He wakes up and wakes up after a hundred years' sleep.

His eyes, muddy, dim to no light, wrinkled skin, bent body, old without a bit of vitality, as if the next moment will be buried in the earth.

And the wind, curled in the cold, was silent.

”I don't need your mercy. I'll carry my death back to Da Chu.” His voice is hoarse and full of vicissitudes.

Outside the mountain, the snow is flying, and some people are coming.

It was a girl in white with a white cloak and a plain piano on her back, leaving a series of footprints on the earth.

Her eyes are clear who is, long hair such as water waves flowing, strands, are dyed with the holy haze.

Walking between heaven and earth, it is like a lotus flower blooming in the snow, making the color of time dim.

Her eyes, is indifferent, little cheek with no emotion, such as a see through the world of immortals, do not eat fireworks, nor provoke mortals.

is as like as two peas, but not the emperor.

Although she is a girl, she is not young. She is more than 300 years old. The reason why she can keep the appearance of a girl is because her skills are ancient and mysterious.

Ye Chen has raised his head and stares at the girl in white who carries the piano. Her turbid eyes are covered with tears.

Sunset, that is sunset, his disciple of Ye Chen.

He could recognize her at a glance without having to calculate.

”Ye Chen, if there is an afterlife, will you marry me?”

An old love words, with a woman's tenderness, sounded in his ears, moved out of the bloody memory.

In the army of demons, she died on Ji ningshuang's back, called his name, and gave him a tender smile.

Hazy, he seems to be able to see a playful little girl, flashing big eyes at him, laughing at him, smiling naive and bright, carefree.

He thought about too many pictures of meeting with the sunset, but he didn't expect that it would be such a meeting.

”Sunset.” Ye Chen opened his mouth, but choked a voice, a few words, words do not end the vicissitudes of time.

But she could not hear her words. She just stood at the foot of the mountain and looked at his tombstone.

Looking at the tablet, I don't know why she cried.

”Is the sacred body of the ancient wasteland under this mountain? He was the one who heard the most when he first came to xuanhuang. ” You smile ring, from the sunset side of a young man with purple hair, strong blood, there are strange phenomena.

The setting face does not speak, is still looking at Ye Chen tombstone, on the tablet Ye Chen two words, looks very dazzling.

The reincarnation of her, and the previous life she is very different, in the past she is very strange, but this life is cold as ice.

”It's a pity that I didn't have a few moves with the holy body.” Purple haired youth is still saying, the corner of his mouth is slightly warped, and his eyes are full of abuse. ”If he is there, I will suppress him with one hand.”

”Can you open the blood relay limit?” The setting face whispers.

”I...”

”Can you lead to the four emperors' calamities?”

”I...”

”Have you ever escaped the wanted people of all nationalities?”

”I...”

”Dare you disobey the Tathagata?””I...”

Reincarnation sunset, a word, are flat and light, but the top of the body side purple hair youth for a moment of silence.

The deeds she said are all legends of the holy body, and each one is a myth, which nobody can break.

The purple haired youth's face turned red, and his face was extremely ugly.

Who would have thought that, for the sake of a holy body, she should have been so against him. If it had not been for his mentality, she would have spurted blood.

When they talk, ye Chen at the bottom of the mountain has vomited blood.

He wanted to sacrifice the memory of the immortal light, to untie the ban of the previous life for the sunset, but because of the seal, he could not sacrifice.

What's more, he lost his divine sense and his words could not be heard outside.

His turbid eyes are covered with bloodstains.

It's not easy to meet. If you miss it, it's a sad regret.

But Buddha's seal is too strong, he was sealed to death.

When there was nothing to do, he suddenly had a flash of light.

Immediately, he put his hand into his arms and touched out a piece of jade slips, which were sealed with the memory of immortal light. Just crush the jade slips and sacrifice the immortal light.

What makes him powerless is that now he has no strength to bind a chicken. He can't even crush the jade slips, so that he can't exert himself.

However, he held the jade slips in his hands and held them in front of his mouth.

He's biting, like a dog... On a bone.

His mouth was full of blood and his teeth were broken.

After all, the emperor did not lose the heart, and the jade slips were broken.

There is a ray of fairy light flying out, through the Wuzhi Mountain.